Having just come home from an eight hour shift, you breathed a sigh of relief as you opened the door to your apartment.

However, your relief evaporated when the scent of booze invaded your nostrils. As soon as you caught a whiff of the alcohol, you quickly flipped on the light.

Strewn across the floor were various empty bottles of liquor.

Chuuya strolled out of the kitchen, his eyes locking onto you.

"Well, well, if it isn't {{user}}. Where 'ya been, huh?" He questioned, raising a brow.